Chapter 270: The Village
Soon the congregation before recognized the man on earth and exclaimed,
"Back to Your Majesty, this is Guo San, it's Guo San, the head of the mine here, I often eat and drink with him!"
"As long as you can match it." Liu Yi's tone was indifferent, he shook his palm, dispelled the smell on it, looked up in the direction of Zhangjia Village, and said,
"Let's go, let's go to the village!" He took a step and walked straight forward. Yan Wushuang next to him was shocked, and quickly followed behind Jiang Dao, saying,
"Your Majesty, have all the miners been killed?" Liu Yi nodded indifferently.
"Could it really be some strange evil spirit?" Yan Wushuang asked.
"It's not clear for the time being, only when you get to Zhangjia Village will you know!" Liu Yi said. Yan Wushuang suddenly didn't dare to ask more.
The convoy of dozens of horses began to move forward again, towards the village they had passed by. Ten minutes later, the small village came into view again.
I don't know if it's a psychological illusion, but this time when I passed through the village again, everyone was aware of a trace of invisible depression.
It's as if this is not a village, but an invisible demon, which makes people feel indescribably depressed.
Liu Yi walked out of the carriage with an indifferent gaze, quietly staring at the entire dilapidated village. Just as he hesitated to go in immediately.
Suddenly, the door of a family in the village opened. An old man with a rickety body picked up a wooden basin and splashed the sewage in the basin towards the door.
"Your Majesty, is there anyone in the village?" Yan Wushuang's face was shocked. Liu Yi also narrowed his eyes, and the Heavenly Master's eyes looked at the old man.
The old man was doing business as usual, and there was nothing out of the ordinary. Even the neck is extremely normal, not full of dead air like the others I have met before.
Even Liu Yi frowned at this time.
"Yan Wushuang, you take someone to wait outside." Liu Yi commanded, looked at Linghu Lao Dao,
"Dao Chief, let's go in!"
"Good!" Linghu Lao Dao also nodded lightly. I saw that the old man at this moment retreated into the courtyard again after splashing the sewage in the wooden basin and closed the door.
After a short time, Liu Yi had already come to the old man's door and knocked lightly.
"Old man..."Bang bang! The voice rang out.
"Who?" An old voice came from the courtyard.
"We're passers-by, I wonder if we can ask for a bowl of water?" There was a sound of staggering footsteps, followed by a creaking of the door.
The old man before opened the door again, a pair of cloudy old eyes raised up, looked at Jiang Liu Yi and Linghu Lao Dao, and after seeing Liu Yi's height and size, the old man was obviously shocked and a little uneasy.
"Strong... The strong man doesn't know what to do? Liu Yi frowned and carefully looked at the old man in front of him. Same as I saw before!
There is not a trace of yin or death in the old man's body! It looks no different from a living person.
"Old man, are you living at home by yourself? No one else in the house? Liu Yi asked.
"Old... The old man has been living alone, what's wrong? The old man said uneasily.
"It's nothing, I heard that a lot of people disappeared in our village not long ago, I don't know if the old man knows?" Liu Yi got straight to the point and asked.
"Missing?" The old man's face was stunned, and then he quickly denied it,
"This is absolutely impossible, there are very few people in our village, how many people are in every household, I know very well the old man, if someone is missing, the old man will definitely know it a long time ago."
"There are still a lot of people living in this village?" Liu Yi frowned again.
"Yes, there are a total of eighty-nine people in our village, and they have always lived here, and there is absolutely no one missing." The old man patted his chest and reassured.
Liu Yi was silent for an instant, and suddenly, he shot like lightning, grabbed the old man's head like lightning, quickly opened his neck, and looked towards his neck.
Just for a moment, Liu Yi's face changed slightly. Everything is normal on the other person's neck, and there are no incision marks.
He withdrew his palm again, thinking to himself. The old man was startled, showed horror, and hurriedly retreated,
"You... What are you doing? Do you want to rob my old man? Come on, come on, come on, come and rob! He cried out in desperation.
The rest of the village heard the commotion. Many strong men didn't think about it, grabbed the hoe and stick at home, quickly opened the door, and rushed out.
"Who is it? What bastard would dare to rob our village chief! Someone shouted, and ran quickly. Liu Yi swept back, and the golden flames in his eyes appeared, quickly sweeping over each villager, and the suspicion in his heart became deeper and deeper.
It's all perfectly normal! None of them are problematic!
"How... It shouldn't be..."Liu Yi muttered. A group of strong men with long sticks and hoes quickly surrounded them, and some people began to shout.
"Kill them!"
"Yes, kill them!"
"Wait, everyone, we have no ill intentions!" Ling Hu Laodao's face changed, and he hurriedly spoke. Liu Yi frowned, and suddenly his palm fell, and a palm smashed a stone tablet in front of him, and with a bang, pieces of stones flew wildly.
The faces of the people who were about to wave over all changed their faces and quickly stopped, each showing a hint of horror.
"You... Who are you? One of the big men said in a trembling voice. Liu Yi didn't pay attention to him, but looked indifferently at the old man before,
"This is all the villagers of your Zhangjia Village? No one has been missing lately? The old man was also frightened enough by Liu Yi's hand, showing fear, and said,
"Yes, yes, absolutely no one is missing!"
"Has anyone been to your village lately? Something happened at the mine not far away, you know? Liu Yi's tone was calm.
"No one has been coming to the village lately, has something happened to the mine? The old man doesn't know, but there are many people in our village who make a living in the mines..."The old man said quickly.
"Who makes a living in the mines?" Liu Yi frowned.
"They... They all make a living in the mines," said the old man.
"Yes, my lord, we all make a living in the mines...", a strange laugh rang out. The villagers, who were still pale and trembling with fright, suddenly showed a sly smile, their lips were scarlet, they took off their heads one by one, and looked at Jiang Dao with a pair of eyes, with a hint of charm.
Liu Yi's heart sank, and he was about to do it. But in the blink of an eye, all the images in front of me disappeared, and with a bang, they returned to their previous appearance again.
The villagers were still shivering, and they were still too frightened to look up. It's as if everything just now was an illusion.
Liu Yi's pupils shrank, and his gaze swept over the bodies of each of the villagers, but he still didn't find anything abnormal.
He suddenly looked back at Linghu Lao Dao,
"Dao Chief, did you just find something?" Linghu Lao Dao's face was stunned, and he shook his head and said,
"Lao Dao didn't find anything abnormal." Liu Yi's heart sank. Hit again? He would never believe that he would hallucinate, but the scene just now really appeared in front of his eyes, and even his Heavenly Master Divine Eye couldn't see the reality clearly.
Liu Yi lightly exhaled a hot breath and said calmly,
"You make a living in the mines, why didn't you go today? Do you know that the mine head Guo San is dead? ”
"The head of the mine is dead?"
"How is this possible?"
"My lord, when we got off work last night, Guo Mine Tou personally told us that the mine was renovated today, and we didn't have to go to work, and let us rest for a day and go back tomorrow."
"Yes, how did Guo Kuangtou die?" The villagers said one after another, and many of them had surprises on their faces.
Liu Yi frowned slightly, suddenly raised his head, looked at the two-story attic in the depths of the village, and asked,
"Village Chief, who is that little pavilion?" The old man next to him glanced up and immediately responded,
"Back to my lord, that is the home of Lu Yuanwai, a nouveau riche in the village, Lu Yuanwai came from our village in his early years, and it is said that he made a fortune in business outside, so he donated a member of the family, and then built a small pavilion in the village, and occasionally came back to live for a few days.
"Is he at home now? Take me to his house. ”
"Go back to my lord, Lu Yuanwai hasn't come back for more than a year, the key to his house was handed over to the old man for safekeeping before leaving, I'll take a few adults over." The old man quickly turned around and took the key from the house, and began to lead the way.
Liu Yi was expressionless, and took steps directly and followed him. Linghu Lao Dao was also thoughtful and followed closely behind.
A group of villagers talked about it and immediately followed. After walking a short distance, suddenly, a gust of wind blew, whining and harsh.
There was an unspeakable smell of rancid smell coming from the dilapidated village. Liu Yi's heart froze, and he instantly felt a strange gaze coming from behind him, like a needle, falling on him.
He immediately glanced back.